Grief Is a Tornado

 9.29.24 (The night after mom's memorial service)


Grief is a tornado

Whirling emotions in the air

There are so many feelings circling at once

It's hard to clearly identify each one

Pain, anger, despondency, helplessness, FEAR...

Fear is the driving force that keeps the emotions moving

Dart left and right to escape the sound of nothing at all save the pounding silence in my head.

I'm told the storm and all its parts will dissipate over time

But right now I can't separate the emotions in my head

From God's voice in the dark

Can I move away from the storm? 

Will it ever fade away to let the sunshine rays back into my life?

Or will the storm always stay within and around me? 

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